sheer terror runs off in his underwear
So last week, everyone in the family was down with the horrible crud. I was so sick, I didn't even go to campus until noon on Thursday. By Saturday, it was J's turn to be the sickest. so I took doodlebug to the swimming pool at CMU by myself. This is a little bit akward because the only way into the pool area is through the locker rooms.
If I let him go into the guys' locker room by himself, he'd get into the hot tub and never get out. I've had to send in lifeguards before to fetch him out. And he's slippery when wet. Well, he's slippery all the time, so we'll go with extra slippery when wet. But really, I don't think wrestling strange kids out of hot-tubs is in the job description for those lifeguards.
So I have to take him into the ladies locker room with me. He's just old enough to cause some of the young college ladies discomfort, so really I try to avoid this. (If J is there, all problems are solved.)
Well, the title should give you some hint where this is going.
After swimming, I get him into his underwear, and leave him in the process of putting on his pants to step into a bathroom stall 3 feet away for 30 seconds. I step out and the pants are on the floor and he's nowhere in sight. At least it's closing time and the door back into the pool area is locked.
So now I'm wandering running through the UC asking everyone who's sitting still, "Did you see a little boy in his underwear come running through here?" I run out the door to Forbes, a very busy street right next to the UC. Nowhere in sight, that's good. It means he's at least on campus.
Run to the information desk;
"My son's run off.
oh no! what's his name?
C******, but he has autism, and may not answer to it. He's 5, caucasian, and only wearing underwear.
Well, at least he should be easy to spot. We'll call security. Do you think he went out that way? (gestures toward Forbes)
No, I already checked over there. I'll go check the playground while we wait for security."
Not on the playground. Maybe the football field? Hrm. I don't think his life is in imminent danger, maybe I should go grab my wallet off the locker room bench where it's sitting in plain sight.
While I'm in the locker room, Doodlebug is sent running in, while a guy shouts from the doorway, "Did someone lose a little boy?"
Apparently he was upstairs running laps around the UC in his underwear, looking for a "party."
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That was Saturday, we restarted the ADD medicine at the correct dosage on Sunday morning.